I'm separated from her smile,
for has a man,
to many miles.
I'm separated by her touch,
tis grossly wrong,
and hurts to much.
I'm separated by her voice,
not by chance,
but by her choice,
I'm separated from the truth,
I love her,
but she loves you.
I'm separated torn apart,
crushed of spirit,
with a broken heart.
I am separated...
yes it is very hard to be separated from the people whom we care about or rejected. I am separated from the man I care about for now and it hurts a lot but hes a great guy so he makes it better. thats wat family is for to lean on. good job Becca
the hard moment in life is to get separated or reject by our love, nice poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is my life.....beautifully written. I only wish I could weave words like this.